Virgin

Member since 2003 · Posted 28 Dec 2005 · 2 comments

Loneliness That calls me back As I wonder what love is like How can I write of two When I know but one in this Loneliness? The touch Wanting more in nothing Than I ever wanted in everything And hearing the atmosphere Pulse with emotion To write this Is to lie Is to wither within And I am sick of it all

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[5] Sisterwolf 28-Dec-05/7:12 PM Reply

Second verse, lines 2 and 3 don't make a clear
statement, at least to me. Good basics here - needs spit and polish.

[9] zodiac 30-Dec-05/7:13 AM Reply

It's a lot like being a virgin, except that you get to have sex.